After hearing Qin Biao's words, Hui He was startled. He stared at the rapidly approaching helicopter and said in disbelief: "Master, you mean it's Qin Tian who's coming?"
"How dare he come here?"
"What is he here for?"
Qin Biao smiled and said: "Of course he came to settle accounts with me."
"The dignified Lord of the Divine King Palace, the descendant of the old King of Hell, Long Yin's Dragon Whip, and the general leader of the Seven Southern Provinces Merchant Alliance, how could he be willing to be fooled?"
"As expected, the head-to-head confrontation between our two brothers is finally here."
Hui He looked solemn and whispered: "Has his identity as the descendant of the old King of Hell been confirmed?"
Before this, Qin Tian's multiple identities were kept secret. However, they could not be hidden from some interested people.
The general leader of the seven southern provinces and the Dragon Whip of Long Yin are considered semi-public.
As for the Lord of the Divine King Palace, it is not difficult for someone like Qin Biao to investigate.
The most secretive thing is the identity of the descendant of the old King of Hell. Even Hui He was not sure before. He only knew that Qin Tian was related to the disappeared Palace of the King of Hell.
Now that it was confirmed that Qin Tian was actually the descendant of the old King of Hell, he had to be more cautious.
"This matter is of great importance. Master, do you want to report to the organization for instructions?"
he asked cautiously.
Qin Biao sneered: "Do you think, as one of the Eighteen Fierce Gods, I am not capable of handling my own family affairs?"
"I don't dare!" Seeing the indifference in Qin Biao's eyes, Hui He's heart trembled and he hurriedly bowed his head.
While he was talking, the plane had already begun to make an emergency landing. The roaring wind stirred up by the propellers forced the nearby vegetation to bow their heads and the birds to flee.
Qin Biao sat still and drank tea calmly. He looked calm.
Qin Tian got off the plane, his face gloomy, and walked straight towards Qin Biao inside the pavilion.
"stop!"
"Who do you think you are, you dare to break into the East Palace!" Gray Crane roared and rushed over to stop him.
Qin Tian waved his hand, and a strong wind rose, flying the gray crane away.
Hui He exclaimed. He didn't expect Qin Tian to be so powerful. After reacting, he reached out and took out a pair of mandarin duck sickles from his waist, and was about to charge over again.
"If you don't want to die, just stay patient!"
Amidst the cold snorts, Ji Xing, Leng Yun, Huang Ban and Ji Du stepped forward to meet him at the same time. The four of them were like a wall, blocking the gray crane.
The muscles on Hui He's face twitched, and he gritted his teeth and looked at Qin Biao.
Qin Biao waved his hand and said with a smile: "Mr. He, when we brothers meet, there is no need to make a fuss."
As he said that, he looked at Qin Tian and said with a smile: "Brother, I didn't expect to meet again so soon."
"Have all the matters in Jinsha Town been dealt with?"
"Speaking of this, my brother really has to admire you. I didn't expect you to be so cautious Zhou Xiang."
"Originally, I thought that even if you captured that base, you would definitely lose your troops. Unexpectedly, you didn't lose a single soldier."
"high!"
"It's really high!"
Qin Tian said coldly: "Apart from these, do you have anything else to say?"
Qin Biao raised his eyebrows: "What do you want to hear?"
Qin Tian snorted coldly: "I didn't expect you to be so cruel and ruthless that you could even kill your own uncle."
"Do you think that by introducing a scapegoat, you can sit back and relax?"
"Yang Chang and the others don't know about the Fierce Temple at all."
"You are the mastermind behind this. You are from the Fierce Temple, right?"
Qin Biao raised his eyebrows: "You don't hesitate to come to this sad place just to ask this?"